Tag: Fibromyalgia

New Adventure, Day 1!

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12,407 Days Alive

Today was the first day at the new job. It was really cool! I think I’m really going to like this job and I look forward to more training and finding my rhythm at the new place.

I’ve got a massive headache from what is likely caffeine withdrawal, so I’m going to bed.

I’ll write more tomorrow.

Take your meds folks.

Anxiety-Riddled Thursday

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12,389 Days Alive

8,029 Ebooks to Read

18 Hours Awake

I’m punchy as hell right now. And I have the hiccups.

A lot of the secondary things I do outside of work are much harder or downright impossible without computer access.

It is very frustrating.

I’m not in a great brain space, so I’m just going to go to bed.

Take your meds, folks.

Multitalented Monday

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12,379 Days Alive

7,842 Ebooks to Read

2 Poses

1 Shake for Dinner

I had today off and posed for a painting I forgot to take a picture of. Whoops.

My brain fog is super bad today, so I’m just going to say that I spent the day with a friend, did some crocheting and cross stitch, and now I’m going to bed.

G’night folks. Take your meds.

Forgetful Friday

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12,376 Days Alive

I forgot to post this before I fell asleep last night.

Not much to report here.

No spoons. I should be eloquent, but I don’t have it in me.

I’m still here. Still taking my meds. Still feeling like a slipped cog amongst most of my loved ones.

Eh.

This will pass, I hope.

Tuesday

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12,245 Days Alive

7,341 Books to Read

2,138 Steps Taken

7 on the Pain Scale

An unspecified number of jellybeans counted

For some reason, my pain level is hovering at a low seven. I’ve taken all my meds, but it feels like my joints are stuffed with glass again.

I’m going to bed. Maybe tomorrow will be better.

So Long and Skip-Bo

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12,337 Days Alive

5,351 Books to Read

207 Book Reading Challenges To Pick From

6 Days Till the Next Adventure Starts!

5 Games of SkipBo Played

2 Days Left in 2019

>1 Day Till We See J and Bill6 and Give Them Their Belated Yule Gifts

We’re in the home stretch of 2018 here and I have never been so glad to see the back end of a year.

If I had to boil 2018 down and spit out a phrase, it would be “catastrophic amounts of change”.

2019 will be better.

I have to keep telling myself that.

Today was mostly spend struggling to get the hell out of bed.

I’m still having horrific nightmares and flashbacks every damn night. I’m perpetually exhausted. And I’m also stuck in mega fast forward. My entire body hurts. Every joint is in pain and finding a comfortable position sitting or lying down is near impossible. It makes me wish that my CBD pills weren’t $50 a bottle still. And if the visit to get my medical marijuana card wasn’t five times that it would be an option. But now I make less than $2k a month and have to be careful where I expend money.

The weather was nice, at least.

Fog choked skies and smattering of sunshine as my Darling Wife and I raced away from Downtown Tampa towards Deej’s home. Subway was the meal of choice and I heartily enjoyed the tuna salad bowl I got.

The incessant pain made today’s visit a little less fun. I couldn’t help but be uncomfortable but I tried to have fun anyway. We played SkipBo with Deej and their momma. It was fun. And I even won a round!

I’ve got to turn in for the night. My head is honestly killing me.

Take your meds, friends. And never be afraid to ask for help.